I want to worship your dick and service you as much as I can. I don’t worry about the flavors on your prick. They’re delicious! I want to lick, su...k, even deep-throat you and swallow your spunk,” Gillian repeated my words and her eyes glazed over as she ran her tongue all over my cock.“Attagirl,” I winked at Gillian as I patted her head, “you’re a bit of an Anglophile. I get that. My cum tastes of Earl Grey tea with plenty of milk and sugar. My balls smell nice and sweaty, just how you love. "You are Michael! Of course!" Ying grinned.Ying stepped forward and embraced Michele, pressing her body againstMichele's. It was a unique and intoxicating feeling for Michele as theirtwo soft bodies pressed together. Michele felt the swell of Ying'sbreasts against her body and inhaled their blended perfumes; their softlips met and Ying opened her mouth to accept Michele's exploring tongue.Michele had not gaffed and her penis became rigid in the confines of thegusset of her tights and when. ..****Outside still, my two half-drunk friends debated over the meaning of the tiny lettering on the door."What's it say?" asked Lardo. "I can't read shit that small." It says 'CLINIC - of the Criminally Insane Anarchist Feminist Lesbians'," Chet replied."God-think we should do something?" Naw," said Chet. "He'll be fine."What the hell? I woke up, still strapped to the gurney. No pain, though. Must have got operated on. Feels OK. I tried to sit up, but the straps held my arms down. Something. The driver again said, “Humaray sath chaey pio” (come have tea with us). I dragged my chair and sat close to him on his side. I took out my pack of smoke and took out a smoke and asked for a lighter from the driver. He took out the lighter. I immediately got up and bent down to light my smoke, the intention was to give him a clear view of my breasts, sexy body and big nipples. I took good 3-4 seconds to light thew smoke. I could see the lust in his eyes when I seat back in my chair. The driver.